Last week, I started taking a French class.
I’ve always wanted to learn French. A thousand years ago, I went to college in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. I transferred there as a sophomore and didn’t have the option of preregistering for classes beforehand.
During the normal registration period, I signed up for the classes I needed. If one was unavailable, I had to start over and rebuild my schedule from scratch, trying to fit the classes together like a Tetris puzzle. I’d already done this twice, which meant running around the entire campus, from department to department, getting approval for admittance.
I have the best problem in the world. What’s good about it? I have many, many friends.
So what’s the problem? They’re scattered to the four winds.
Last week, I read an article about how difficult it is to say goodbye to friends. The article was referring to the life of an expat who was preparing for a move to a new location. The author was concerned about “losing friends” in the move.
Today is the celebration of Fiestas Patrias in my adopted country, Chile. I found this article by blogger, Yeni Oyanedel, which explains why and how Chileans celebrate the holiday, Why Chile Shuts Down on 18 September.
I’m missing out on some of my favorite things, choripanes, asados, Pisco Sours, luscious Chilean red wine, and my beloved Chilean friends.
Here in New Mexico, it’s State Fair time. I didn’t make it there this year, but I’ve heard the announcement of the winners of the Best Green Chile Cheeseburger competition.
As I was driving to an appointment last week, I made a wrong turn and drove down an unfamiliar street. As I was trying to find my way back, I noticed a hen-house sort of structure in front of a home. I had to pull over to investigate it. As I peered inside the little red box, I could see half a dozen books scattered on the shelves.
It was called the Little Free Library. The idea is book-sharing, “Take a book. Return a book.” What a great concept.
The next time I was going to be in that neighborhood, I made sure I had my camera on hand and I deliberately went out of my way so that I could drive in front of the same house. This time, the Little Free Library was chock full of books.
I decided to get out of the car. Once I got over the awkwardness of standing in someone’s yard, I stayed for bit and thumbed through a few books. Maybe they could consider putting a bench beside the library, too, so folks could sit and enjoy the books on the spot.
March is National Reading Month in the US. Discover new worlds; take a new route; expand your horizons. Happy reading!